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'Why can't life be simple? I just wished to be the next baron of Grindeston. Now I have to face the world and Heavens above, only because of the damn stone acting like my heart?'

Hex Darkenmane, scorned and despised by people and his fate, struggled in the dark chasms of the Endless Mountains to have one chance at becoming Blessed. Once he threaded the path of Knights, he would challenge the baron and gain everyone's respect. 

But things weren't as simple as he imagined. Only after gaining a Blessing and starting as a Squire did he learn the truth about the world and the Heaven governing over it. The baron's power knew no limits, Heaven wasn't as benevolent as preached, and his origin wasn't as simple as he believed. 

To make things worse, his master didn't seem interested in teaching. He landed in a battle between powerhouses and Heavens and was confronted with his origin. 

But like he never despaired in the deepest chasms of the mountains, he never considered giving up no matter how high the odds were stacked against him.

"Give up? Why? Isn't it just the entire world and the Heaven around it, coming at me? Even if I stand alone, I won't be disheartened. Step by step, I will thread on my foes, going beyond Heaven itself.  The road is long and lonely but don't pity me, for I don't pity myself. Toward others but especially towards myself, I am stonehearted."

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A/N: WEIRDNESS

I started to write after being tired of system, harem, and R18 novels that seemed copied from each other (I AM NOT DISSING ANYONE). I decided to write my own story, trying to blend traditional fantasy with web novels, adding weirdness as the main spice.

The Stonehearted Knight

Hex became warry when he heard the Witch. Although he knew he couldn't trust his Witch mother, her words resurfaced his skepticism towards the baron's plan and intentions.

He believed wholeheartedly that the baron could have stopped some of the tragedy of Grindeston. But he hadn't.

Hex knew the Witch's resurrection occurred with the baron's silent consent. The baroness had confirmed that. For that, he had willingly put the people at the castle at risk. If he could do all that who was to say that he wouldn't sacrifice Hex to kill his hated foe and free his beloved?

'You are not the object of the sacrifice,' the baroness said, seemingly understanding his thoughts. 'Opening the door requires a sacrifice worth a soul. And not just any soul. It should be Blessed soul.'

'I am a Blessed,' Hex thought defiantly.

The thirteenth prince